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The Peculiar Smell of the Inevitable [LP]

by Chemtrails

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    - Green vinyl (limited to 300 units)
    - Second pressing
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    PNKSLM is turning 10! As a part of our year long celebration, we’re bringing some long sold out key releases back in stock on new variants.

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  • Deluxe bundle
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    - 12" white vinyl with black splatter (limited edition of 100 units)
    - Exclusive t-shirt
    - Digital download via Bandcamp (on release day - May 15, 2020)

    ***THIS IS A PRE-ORDER ITEM. OFFICIAL RELEASE DATE MAY 15TH, 2020
    ***PLEASE NOTE THE IMAGE IS AN APPROXIMATION OF THE FINAL RECORD AND THE ACTUAL COLORING MAY VARY

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  • White vinyl with black splatter (edition of 100) - last 6 copies
    Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    The newly released second LP from UK new wave/garage pop outfit Chemtrails, named one of the best punk albums of the year so far by Paste Magazine. Last few copies of the deluxe edition on white vinyl with black splatters, previously only available as part of the sold-out deluxe bundle.

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  • Chemtrails black vinyl bundle
    Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    - Black vinyl editions of The Peculiar Smell of the Inevitable (edition of 200)
    - Black vinyl editions of Cuckoo Spit EP (edition of 200)
    - Black vinyl editions of Calf of the Sacred Cow (edition of 400)

    ***Please note we don't provide tracking outside of Sweden to keeping shipping costs down – if you want tracking email us at store@pnkslm.com before ordering and we'll set it up.***

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  • Black vinyl LP
    Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    - 12" black vinyl (first pressing)
    - Digital download via Bandcamp (on release day - May 15, 2020)

    ***Please note we don't provide tracking outside of Sweden to keeping shipping costs down – if you want tracking email us at store@pnkslm.com before ordering and we'll set it up.***

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1.
I don’t care what you’ve heard Our herd can not be stirred Blurred visions, speech is slurred From up here we can see it all I’d like to stay and watch it fall I don’t care what they said Like me you’ll end up dead Blurred visions in my head Not like I need a crystal ball Oblivion’s sweet peculiar call Paint onto the turpentine Swallowing up the borderline - what then? Good and evil redefined Everybody’s got to see the signs - again I don’t know what to do I’m on the hunt with you For logic, something true But I can see a fireball We will be waiting for your call I don’t know what you see Or what you want to be This harsh reality Will turn your walk into a crawl We weren’t prepared for this at all
2.
Paranoiacs 03:18
How does it feel to walk around like that? Cut me some slack until my house stops burning No use in crying over milk turned black When your stuck in the sap and sinking... Bottle of whiskey and a baseball bat Paranoiacs are closing in around me Oil me up and slip me through the cracks And I’ll never come back until the shitshow’s done Try for a million years or two Try all the time Try for a million years, you’ll never get it right How does it feel to walk around like that? Mourning the dead while you dissolve the carcass I’m not a panther I’m a pussycat But I’ll claw my way back into the wild wild wild wild… They told me to write down all my dreams at night Pick out the voices in a crowd subconscious Try as I might to read the archetypes They’re utterly nonsensical
3.
Saint Vitus 04:12
Why can’t the beggars choose, like the finders keep they ain’t losing sleep, while the losers weep It seems what you sow ain’t what you reap but the debts get deep, and the missions creep La la la la la la La la la la la la Delirium just kicked in A demented epidemic Starting to believe that I might get it If the morning comes tomorrow I’m going to the lake to drown my sorrows Now I walk the streets in a psychic haze Since we parted ways I’ve been up for days Til I climbed the wall of wisteria To the other side Of hysteria La la la la la la La la la la la la Saint Vitus, kick my door in Shooting mermaids in a barrel Wisdom of a crowd that’s turning feral Power trips and power surges Power over all my filthy urges A demented epidemic Starting to believe that I might get it If the morning comes tomorrow I’m going to the lake to drown my sorrows
4.
Rats 03:31
I had a nightmare that the waking dream was over The wheels falling off the best laid plans of rats’ and men’s divinity Both alike in indignity I hear the cheerleaders of drudgery and boredom A trumpet fanfare for the humdrum and the tedium that waits for me Dullness in perpetuity I’ll still be marching when the fantasy is over You’ll hear me moaning as I get off on the suction of futility Surrender to vulgarity It’s ecstasy Descent into barbarity
5.
Withdrawn to escape distraction, break this ball and chain reaction Now I’m up, other times I wallow Inside out, naked souls get swallowed Staring into space Dirty and debased Laughing with the creatures at night Driving from the south Foaming at the mouth This’ll make me sick in the daylight This close to the edge of reason At the end of the suicide season Saw a lamb running from the slaughter Let’s pretend that they never caught her I never asked to be a son or a daughter I stick around for the sound of rushing water Stare at the ceiling with my ego racing late at night Same kind of thoughts make me sick in the daylight Staring into space Dirty and debased Laughing with the creatures at night Driving from the south Foaming at the mouth This’ll make me sick in the daylight Feeling out of whack One more heart attack Staring at the ceiling at night Trying to ignore My character flaw The one that makes me sick in the daylight
6.
Someone should have listened to what everybody said If only just to ease the contradictions in my head Mesmerised No sooner born than died Things get bleaker by the hour Innocence recoils at the mess that we have made Frightful in the sunlight, you should see us in the shade Magnified One hundred thousand times Things are turning rather sour With our shadows cut loose Pray we don’t reproduce As we sit and watch everything going wrong Tell me how I’m meant to feel With your neck in the noose You’ll be quick to seduce And you’ll never understand what’s going on Never even know what’s real Dusty books have told me what’s satanic, what’s divine There’s no way of telling what’s malignant or benign Way up high Our king lives in the sky In a tacky golden tower With our shadows cut loose Pray we don’t reproduce As we sit and watch everything going wrong Tell me how I’m meant to feel Blind ambition in the land of the cruel I am rotten to my last molecule And I’ll never understand what’s going on Never even know what’s real
7.
Suck My Mind 03:18
Yesterday the horror came and Kissed me with tongues Gave him permission to breathe in through my lungs He sucked my mind There’s not much left behind Here on the bleeding edge our Brains coalesce Dull information flows out of us like piss Oh suck my mind God knows what you will find I can’t say reality Is something I’ll miss One margarita, then into the abyss Now suck my mind Existence redesigned I never want to be a I never want to be a I never want to be a I never want to be alone Lone wolf crying please forgive my little rampage A whole world sighing please forgive us for it all False flags flying as they cultivate my burning rage With pitchforks vying for the blood that keeps us rolling on I never asked for anything, well... Anything but this I wanna wipe my memory cause ignorance is bliss So “suck my mind” Say I the undersigned
8.
My amygdalae say fight or flight again I’ve felt worse, I just don’t know when Even if they’re polite then they don’t get pally ‘Cause I live in the uncanny valley Oh yeah, it’s my fault cause I’m a whore Destined to be red in tooth and claw You don’t look twice, and you don’t dilly dally When ya live in the uncanny valley I feel the sting of an eye You look but you don’t know why I gave up control Still stuck in a hole - that’s my home Where I belong, in the uncanny valley With the dregs of compassion lobotomised For existence unjustified So I fell a few rungs on the social ladder Things are bad but they could be badder So you fetishise what you dare not be What a surprise that the world can’t see I live with my sisters down a dark trash alley Somewhere deep in the uncanny valley I feel the sting of an eye You look but you don’t know why I never asked for your eye You shrug, I go home and cry I gave up control Still stuck in a hole - that’s my home Where I belong, in the uncanny valley Pecking like a carrion crow Pulling at my inside’s shadow Twisted but I won’t let that show Feel the pressure build then let it blow
9.
We’ve got a brother and we call him the flag man He’ll never stop until he’s in a body bag man Rushing back to Russia The flag is in place It’s not a crime but it’s in poor taste Brother Connor, I wish you were more like Brother Connor, exposed to the core But not a goner He breaks into tombs just like I wanna Don’t wanna be bored Got a skeleton key for Fukushima Brother Connor! Brother Connor! You can rely on a deus ex machina Brother Connor! Brother Connor! Banged him up in turkey Not yet a dead duck Playing chicken with the pigs doesn’t give a flying fuck Brother Connor, I wish you were more like Brother Connor, exposed to the core But not a goner He breaks into tombs just like I wanna Don’t wanna be bored
10.
I wanna be A slag heap deity The trinity Has not done much for me Just let me be Your twisted fantasy And we could be a mess together We try our best, we are unsuccessful Our hearts get filled with regret and cholesterol Then we all just die Our fate is grim but we’re not ungrateful Our faces grin but our hearts are hateful Now we all must die Reality You push relentlessly Modernity Just does not let me be Your piety Does not do much for me But we could be a mess together
11.
Our lives were short and our jobs were stressful Our hearts got filled with regret and cholesterol Then we all just died Our blood was blue and our words distasteful Our thoughts were sick and our deeds disgraceful Then we all just died Our minds were quick and our moods unstable We took our seats at the master’s table Then we all just died

about

Punk Slime Recordings are proud to present the new album from the garage-punk and acid-corroded new-wave outfit that is Chemtrails. Having started life as the lo-fi bedroom recording project of romantic partners Mia Lust and Laura Orlova back in 2016 Chemtrails quickly set about releasing two digital-only EPs before making their album debut in early 2018 with Calf of the Sacred Cow, while drawing the attention of ex Stereogum, KEXP, The Line of Best Fit, DIY and more. Another EP, Cuckoo Spit, was released on 12” vinyl late the same year and Chemtrails spent 2019 working on their next full-length, which is now finally here. The Peculiar Smell of the Inevitable is the band’s heaviest and wildest record yet, with their trademark big melodies and harmonies performed over a frenzied wall of raw guitar noise and glistening synths.

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released May 15, 2020

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Chemtrails Manchester, UK

Mia Lust
(vocals, guitar, keys),
Laura Orlova
(vocals, guitar, keys),
Ian Kane
(bass),
Liam Steers
(drums)

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